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Sandals Resort, Grenada, Sunday 12/24
Stark didn't always take initiative when he ought to. Yesterday had been an exception and given the reaction he was feeling like he ought to take initiative more often.
For the moment, he and Summer were taking in the absolutely ridiculous suite he'd managed to book. He'd promised a private pool and somewhere warm and he'd delivered.
"So," he asked after watching her explore their new surroundings for a bit with a grin on his face, "will this suit you for the holiday? The pool and the other pools and the beach and...all of it?"
He knew she'd seen every corner of the suite. He'd watched her and delighted in her reactions to every new thing she discovered.
Not bad for a 'situationship,' eh?
[NFB for distance, obvs. Spoiled ginger not-quite-girlfriend modded with permission or this would be real weird...]
For the moment, he and Summer were taking in the absolutely ridiculous suite he'd managed to book. He'd promised a private pool and somewhere warm and he'd delivered.
"So," he asked after watching her explore their new surroundings for a bit with a grin on his face, "will this suit you for the holiday? The pool and the other pools and the beach and...all of it?"
He knew she'd seen every corner of the suite. He'd watched her and delighted in her reactions to every new thing she discovered.
Not bad for a 'situationship,' eh?
[NFB for distance, obvs. Spoiled ginger not-quite-girlfriend modded with permission or this would be real weird...]

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"I'm not sure you can wear only half down there. Up here...you can wear whatever you like up here."
He had some thoughts about the pool and those oversized tubs, Summer. Some thoughts he was eager to share.
"Should I bring a shirt? Or just swim shorts? I have the black ones and the pink ones." He did not have a Speedo.
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Which pink one? Guess he'd find out.
"Do you think you should do pink, too? Or is that too matchy?"
Yeah, she already figured she knew the answer to that one.
"The pink shorts I brought to Indonesia?"
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"Mmm, I like the pink one. Any pink one. I like pink. And we can match if you don't mind."
Maybe if he kissed her neck, just so, she'd be more inclined to matching?
"And yes, those pink ones you brought to Indonesia. Unless you want them back?"
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"I think you'd probably get more use out of them, really," she said. "Definitely wear those. You look good in those. I have really good taste."
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"Pink shorts. No shirt. We'll get drinks by the water."
As long as she stayed close he might not even worry too much about standing out here. The staff, at least, seemed very discreet and unconcerned with his appearance.
"Maybe even swim? Or we could save that for up here..."
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He gave her a wicked little grin. "As long as we still get to enjoy the pool. Our pool, just for us. With no one else around..." He let his voice trail off and grinned again before stepping back a little. Just a half-step, not enough to really pull away.
"Summer, if we don't get changed now we may never get down to the beach." Which would be a shame, really. He liked the beach.
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"And," he added, sliding his own hands down her sides, "I want to see all of your swim suits."
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"But you already did see all of them," she pointed out sweetly.
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He had to inspect those cutouts. And the integrity of the ties. And see how well they fit.